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〃Why？ You've quarreled with him。〃
〃I believe his story。 I know it's too late for him to put it across in court。 We're through； but I won't do that to him。〃 He moistened his lips。 〃Let him alone。 It's likely they'll do it to him without your help or mine。〃
〃I won't；〃 she said。 〃I won't let him alone until he's been punished as he deserves。〃 She caught her breath and her eyes darkened。 〃Do you believe him enough to risk finding proof that he lied to you？〃
〃What do you mean？〃 he asked cautiously。
〃Will you help me find proof of the truth； whether he's lying or not？ There must be positive proof somewhere； some proof that we can find。 If you really believe him you won't be afraid to help me find it。〃
He studied her face awhile before asking： 〃If I do and we find your positive proof； will you promise to accept it whichever way it stacks up？〃
〃Yes；〃 she said readily； 〃if you will too。〃
〃And you'll keep what we find to yourself till we've finished the jobfound our positive proofwon't use what we find against him till we've got it all？〃
〃Yes。〃
〃It's a bargain；〃 he said。
She sobbed happily and tears came to her eyes。
He said： 〃Sit down。〃 His face was lean and hard； his voice curt。 〃We've got to get schemes rigged。 Have you heard from him this afternoon or evening； since he and I had our row？〃
〃No。〃
〃Then we can't be sure how you stand with him。 There's a chance he may have decided later that I was right。 That won't make any difference between him and me nowwe're donebut we've got to find out as soon as we can。〃 He scowled at her feet and brushed his mustache with a thumb…nail。 〃You'll have to wait till he es to you。 You can't afford to call him up。 If he's shaky about you that might decide him。 How sure of him are you？〃
She was sitting in the chair by the table。 She said： 〃I'm as sure of him as a woman can be of a man。〃 She uttered a little embarrassed laugh。 〃I know that sounds But I am； Mr。 Beaumont。〃
He nodded。 〃Then that's probably all right； but you ought to know definitely by tomorrow。 Have you ever tried to pump him？〃
〃Not yet； not really。 I was waiting〃
〃Well； that's out for the time being。 No matter how sure you are of him you'll have to be careful now。 Have you picked up anything you haven't told me about？〃
〃No；〃 she said； shaking her head。 〃I haven't known very well how to go about it。 That's why I so wanted you to〃
He interrupted her again： 〃Didn't it occur to you to hire a private detective？〃
〃Yes； but I was afraid； afraid I'd go to one who'd tell Paul。 I didn't know who to go to； who I could trust。〃
〃I've got one we can use。〃 He ran fingers through his dark hair。 〃Now there are two things I want you to find out； if you don't know them now。 Are any of your brother's hats missing？ Paul says he had a hat on。 There was none there when I found him。 See if you can find out how many he had and if they're all accounted for〃he smiled obliquely〃except the one I borrowed。〃
She paid no attention to his smile。 She shook her head and raised her hands a little； dispiritedly。 〃I can't；〃 she said。 〃We got rid of all his things some time ago and I doubt if anybody knew exactly what he had anyway。〃
Ned Beaumont shrugged。 〃I didn't think we'd get anywhere on that；〃 he told her。 〃The other thing's a walking…stick； whether any of themhis or your father'sare missing； particularly a rough heavy brown one。〃
〃It would be Father's；〃 she said eagerly； 〃and I think it's there。〃
〃Check it up。〃 He bit his thumb…nail。 〃That'll be enough for you to do between now and tomorrow； that and maybe find out how you stand with Paul。〃
〃What is it？〃 she asked。 〃I mean about the stick。〃 She stood up； ex
〃Paul says your brother attacked him with it and was struck by it while Paul was taking it away from him。 He says he carried the stick away and burned it。〃
〃Oh； I'm sure Father's sticks are all there；〃 she cried。 Her face was white； her eyes wide。
〃Didn't Taylor have any？〃
〃Only a silver…headed black one。〃 She put a hand on his wrist。 〃If they're all there it will mean that〃
〃It might mean something；〃 he said and put a hand on her hand。 〃But no tricks；〃 he warned her。
〃I won't；〃 she promised。 〃If you only knew how happy I am to have your help； how much I've wanted it； you'd know you could trust me。〃
〃I hope so。〃 He took his hand from hers。
3
Alone in his rooms Ned Beaumont walked the floor awhile； his face pinched； his eyes shiny。 At twenty minutes to ten he looked at his wristwatch。 Then he put on his overcoat and went down to the Majestic Hotel； where he was told that Harry Sloss was not in。 He left the hotel； found a taxicab； got into it； and said： 〃West Road Inn。〃
The West Road Inn was a square white buildinggrey in the nightset among trees back from the road some three miles beyond the city limits。 Its ground…floor was brightly lighted and half a dozen automobiles stood in front of it。 Others were in a long dark shed off to the left。
Ned Beaumont； nodding familiarly at the doorman； went into a large dining…room where a three…man orchestra was playing extravagantly and eight or ten people were dancing。 He passed down an aisle between tables； skirted the dance…floor； and stopped in front of the bar that occupied one corner of the room。 He was alone on the customers' side of the bar。
The bar…tender； a fat man with a spongy nose； said： 〃Evening； Ned。 We ain't been seeing you much lately。〃
〃'Lo； Jimmy。 Been behaving。 Manhattan。〃
The bar…tender began to mix the cocktail。 The orchestra finished its piece。 A woman's voice rose thin and shrill： 〃I won't stay in the same place with that Beaumont bastard。〃
Ned Beaumont turned around； leaning back against the edge of the bar。 The bar…tender became motionless with the cocktail…shaker in his hand。
Lee Wilshire was standing in the center of the dance…floor glaring at Ned Beaumont。 One of her hands was on the forearm of a bulky youth in a blue suit a bit too tight for him。 He too was looking at Ned Beaumont； rather stupidly。 She said： 〃He's a no…good bastard and if you don't throw him out I'm going out。〃
Everyone else in the place was attentively silent。
The youth's face reddened。 His attempt at a scowl increased his appearance of embarrassment。
The girl said： 〃I'll go over and slap him myself if you don't。〃
Ned Beaumont； smiling； said： 〃 'Lo； Lee。 Seen Bernie since he got out？〃
Lee cursed him and took an angry step forward。
The bulky youth put out a hand and stopped her。 〃I'll fix him；〃 he said； 〃the bastard。〃 He adjusted his coat…collar to his neck； pulled the front of his coat down； and stalked off the dance…floor to face Ned Beaumont。 〃What's the idea？〃 he demanded。 〃What's the idea of talking to the little lady like that？〃
Ned Beaumont； staring soberly at the youth； stretched his right arm out to the side and laid his hand palm…up on the bar。 〃Give me something to tap him with； Jimmy；〃 he said。 〃I don't feel like fist…fighting。〃
One of the bar…tender's hands was already out of sight beneath the bar。 He brought it up holding a small bludgeon and put the bludgeon in Ned Beaumont's hand。 Ned Beaumont let it lie there while he said： 〃She gets called a lot of things。 The